Prisoner of love

I can’t even tell you how it felt. How we fell into each other’s arms. Each other’s lives. It was a mystery. Destined by the gods. Life happens.

It happened to us.

I can’t say if this is what I wanted. If I’m the one who called out its name from afar. Said I want it now. Bring him to me. I am ready. To be complete.

Wait, did I just say that out loud?

Calling me back, I went. Did I not know what I was getting myself into. By following his smile. Falling for his lies. Absorbing his charm. I couldn’t handle it.

It swallowed me up.

Now I am here. Like Jonah inside a fish. I don’t know how long I’ll be here. Or when I’ll get out. To pursue my freedom. For now I am chained to the hooks on the wall. Grounded to your floor. Persevering. Waiting in silence.

But my heart is on fire.

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